"Mary..?" he murmured, his voice holding a secret degree of hope. He left the shade of trees, but not far, keeping to as much darkness as he could. It was more comfortable. It was home.
It certainly looked like her though. Maybe.
He was older now, but not too much. Still a young boy, not quite a teen. Just a boy. A blush warmed his face though because it was definitely Mary. She was even more beautiful. Wow, those eyes. She could see right through someone, he bet. Cut right to their heart and see what made them tick. It was frightening but exciting. And seriously, she was so beautiful.
"It's Cimmerian," he reminded her in a soft voice, ducking his head a little which made his dark hair fall over his right eye, leaving the other to peer out at her with an innocent blue. "Merry," he amended with a little grin. He loved that they shared the same name, sort of. It was pretty neat.
He glanced to the darkness behind him, uncertain if his shadow had stayed or fled. Or if he should introduce them. Perhaps Ether would prefer not being seen. So he turned back to her expectantly, hoping she remembered him. Maybe Ether would come join them if he chose to. Merry always felt better when he was near. Or Momma. Or both of them was even better. But alone was okay too if he had to.
[ Cimmerian ]
try to make a fire burn again